Empty Vessel

I am but an empty vessel, broken, awaiting God's fulfillment of purpose. My soul is weary, and my heart is troubled, but God is my strength. He is the breath in my lungs. He is the beating of my heart. He is my hands and feet. I put one foot in front of the other because He wills me to.

My mind is weak, but He is my shield. I mustn't give into my own thoughts, I must think on the truths of His Word.

I have surrendered every ounce of my being to God, for I lack the strength to continue on my own, and that, "that" which cannot be explained or understood, is how I soldier on.

In Christ alone my hope is found.

“above all, taking the shield of faith, wherewith ye shall be able to quench all the fiery darts of the wicked. And take the helmet of salvation, and the sword of the Spirit, which is the word of God:”

‭‭Ephesians‬ ‭6:16-17‬